All Chapters of His sisters boyfriend : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter Twenty-One : Maya pov I woke up at 6am to the sound of rain hitting my window.The sky was gray. The streets were wet. My apartment was cold. I pulled the blanket tighter around my shoulders and stared at the ceiling. The same ceiling I'd been staring at for months. The same cracks in the paint. The same water stain in the corner. The same feeling of something heavy sitting on my chest.But today felt different.Not good. Not back to normal. But different. Lighter. Like someone had opened a window in a room that had been closed up for too long.I hadn't seen Cole since he came to my apartment. That was three days ago. Three days of thinking. Three days of processing. Three days of trying to figure out who I was now.My phone buzzed. Sarah.You awake?Yeah, I replied.You okay?I don't know.Want company?Not yet. But soon.Okay. I'm here.I put my phone down. Got out of bed. Made coffee. Burnt my tongue. Didn't care.I stood by the window. Watched the rain. Watched the cars d

Chapter Twenty-Three :Jay pov The morning started like any other.I woke up at 6am. The sun was coming through my window. The birds were singing. My apartment was cold, but I didn't care. I lay in bed for a while, staring at the ceiling, thinking about Cole.Things were good. Not perfect. But good.Maya was talking to him again. His father was trying. Sarah had stopped giving me dirty looks every time I mentioned his name.I smiled. Got out of bed. Made coffee.My phone buzzed. Cole.Good morning.Good morning, I replied.Did you sleep?Yeah. You?Like a baby.Liar.Fine. Like a baby who wakes up every hour.I laughed.I'll see you later, I typed.The rink?Yeah. Same time.Can't wait.I put my phone down. Got dressed. Walked to work.The coffee shop was busy when I got there.Sarah was already behind the counter, steaming milk, pouring drinks, barking orders at Marcus. He was getting better. Still slow. But better."You're late," Sarah said."I'm on time.""You're never on time. You

Chapter Twenty-Five : Cole povThe morning after Maya came over, I woke up feeling like the world was finally starting to make sense again.Not perfect. Not fixed. But possible.I lay in bed for a while, staring at the ceiling, thinking about everything that had happened. The cracks were still there. The water stain in the corner. The same ceiling I'd stared at a hundred times. But it didn't feel as heavy anymore. Nothing did.My phone buzzed. Jay.Good morning.Good morning, I replied.Did you sleep?Yeah. You?Like a baby.Liar.Fine. Like a baby who dreams about you.I smiled. I couldn't help it.I'll see you later, I typed.The rink?Yeah. Same time.Can't wait.I put my phone down. Got out of bed. Made coffee. Drank it slowly. The coffee was hot. Too hot. But I didn't care. I just stood by the window, watching the sun rise over the Ashford estate. The grass was green. The trees were tall. The driveway was long and winding. I'd grown up here. Learned to skate on the private rink

Chapter Twenty-seven :Jay povThe next few days were the best I'd had in months.Not perfect. But close. The sun was shining. The birds were singing. The world felt like it was waking up after a long, cold winter. I woke up each morning thinking about Cole. I fell asleep each night thinking about Cole. And somewhere in between, I actually got to be with him.Maya was talking to him again. She still wasn't ready to forgive me. But she wasn't angry anymore. That was enough. That was more than I deserved.Sarah noticed the change. "You're glowing," she said one morning. We were setting up the coffee shop. Opening at 6am. The sun wasn't even up yet."I'm not glowing.""You are. It's disgusting.""It's called happiness.""Same thing."I laughed. Threw a rag at her. She ducked. Laughed back."Seriously though," Sarah said. "You seem good.""I am good.""Because of Cole?""Because of a lot of things. But yeah. Him too."Sarah leaned against the counter. Crossed her arms. "You love him."It w

Chapter Twenty-Nine : Jay pov The morning started like any other.I woke up at 6am. The sun was coming through my window. The birds were singing. My apartment was cold, but I didn't care. I lay in bed for a while, staring at the ceiling, thinking about Cole.Things were good. Not perfect. But good.Maya was talking to him again. His father was trying. Sarah had stopped giving me dirty looks every time I mentioned his name. The world felt lighter. Like someone had opened a window in a room that had been closed up for too long.I smiled. Got out of bed. Made coffee.My phone buzzed. Cole.Good morning.Good morning, I replied.Did you sleep?Yeah. You?Like a baby.Liar.Fine. Like a baby who dreams about you.I laughed. I couldn't help it.I'll see you later, I typed.The rink?Yeah. Same time.Can't wait.I put my phone down. Got dressed. Walked to work.The coffee shop was busy when I got there.Sarah was already behind the counter, steaming milk, pouring drinks, barking orders at M